724 days of my life.

They're days I'm not getting back.
Zit..
Just like that...

I've promised myself the same thing so many times.
And now made the same promise.
And it's funny how I can't even type the things I want and I feel in my own blog.
Guess people don't even have to talk to each other to hurt each other.
Screw this, I can't stand it anymore.
I have a hope. And it's not a nice one.
The undertow reels him in.

Red in two.